Toni K is Finland's prime authority on equatorial musics; you can hit him on Twitter at https://twitter.com/ToniKz. Quantic SPEAKEASY THURSDAY, MARCH 15 10:00PM -10:40PM

THE PARISH FRIDAY, MARCH 16 8:45PM - 9:25PM

THE STAGE ON SIXTH PATIO SATURDAY, MARCH 17 9:00PM -9:40PM

Quantic is a relentless dilettante: Since 2001 he has released some 10-15 albums under such a variety of names that I cannot keep an accurate count, and in a laughable variety of genres. He wisely abandoned the tedious nu-jazz of his early records for the tight (jazz-)funk and soul of The Quantic Soul Orchestra, but since relocating from sunny Brighton, England, to the stormy shores of Cali, Colombia, he has also included reggae, Afro-Cuban jazz stylings, salsa, cumbia and even afrobeat to the repertoire to his growing number of AKAs. And this is in addition to picking songs for a bunch of funk compilations and remixing stuff nigh-obsessively.

His next album will be out in April under the name of Quantic & Alice Russell with The Combo Bárbaro, and whatever band or project he's performing with, he'll be certain to blast you with Latin American pop culture quotes and references that you don't have the slightest hope of understanding or recognising. And that's the highest possible praise I can give.

Bomba Estéreo ACL LIVE AT THE MOODY THEATER FRIDAY, MARCH 16 10:30PM -11:10PM

Geographically Bomba Estéreo are from Bogotá, Colombia, while in the realm of hipster-approved electronic "world music" they're roughly third tier. Two steps removed from M.I.A., the epicentre, their career highlights have found them on the soundtrack to FIFA 10 and featured on Buraka Som Sistema's second album. Their captivating blend of cumbia rhythms with hip hop and reggaeton (in a good way) deserves more attention, though: "Fuego", with its manic singalong hook, rightly became an underground hit, but their cover of "Pump Up The Jam" (as "Ponte Bomb") is just as rude, and songs like "La Boquilla" and "La Niña Rica" feature what many come to Bomba's records for: house with accordions and bongos.

there's a banjo here too, and a fiddle, but they play with such energy and talent that I cannot mock it. If the singer was an Irish stereotype instead of some nasal-voiced American, I would genuinely like it.